In a seemingly ordinary courtyard on Linlan Street, sounds of "hehe" practice were emanating.
Dozens of strong, fierce-looking n were either practicing boxing or sparring with each other.
They exuded an imposing aura and were orderly in their movents, resembling an Imperial Army training session at first glance. Little could one guess that these n, possessing a strong military spirit, were actually one of the dark forces on Linlan Street.
The four major powers on Linlan Street rarely appeared publicly.
Among the four major powers, the underlings of Qian Chang mostly included thieves who stealthily operated and were seldom seen throughout the year.
The second major power, led by Poison Bee Lady, involved prostitutes who rarely participated in martial conflicts.
As for Ming Lang, the third major power, he preferred to operate solo. Apart from occasional sightings at the Beast Fighting Arena, it was hard for others to encounter him elsewhere.
Thus, the only power frequently moving around Linlan Street was Boss Lun’s.
At this mont, Lun Feng, a retired soldier from the Imperial Sword Soldier Camp, was in the training ground, correcting the movents of his n.
Lun Feng himself, around forty years old, with a hooked nose and standing nine feet tall with a pair of sharp swords on his back, was quite renowned for his swordsmanship in Linlan Street.
Rumor had it that he once used his dual swords to cleave open the chests of ten Broadhill Tigers, his Dark Skill formidably strong.
Just before noon, a Dark Practitioner guarding the gate hurriedly ran in, pale-faced and showing signs of extre shock.
Hearing the sound, Lun Feng lifted his head and twisted his brow upon seeing his subordinate’s expression.
"Boss, the group led by An Qi who went to the newly opened grocery store to collect Peace Money were taught a harsh lesson. The assailant was both ruthless and fierce; our brothers are now missing arms and legs," reported the out-of-breath Dark Practitioners.
An Qi was one of Lun Feng’s seasoned followers, who had been through life and death with him in the Imperial Army.
Lun Feng, dissatisfied with so outdated practices in the Imperial Army, left the Sword Soldier Camp in a fury.
Following his retirent, An Qi also followed him and settled on Linlan Street. Their connection was far deeper than the usual boss and racketeer relationship.
An Qi already had Dark Earth Cultivation; being a skilled hand among Lun Feng’s brothers, it was astonishing that even he could be humbled.
Since when did such a formidable figure appear on Linlan Street?
Upon further questioning, it turned out that An Qi had lost a significant amount of money gambling a few days earlier, and the opponent claid that they would only teach the people of the new grocery store a lesson.
An Qi was mostly comndable except for his gambling habit which he could never seem to curb.
It was common for Linlan Street to extort money, so thinking the new grocery store lacked backing, he went forth to provoke them.
Little did he know that today, upon making their first formal move, they would be cruelly countered.
With Lun Feng’s Cultivation reaching Dark Heavenly, upon hearing that his n were crippled, he imdiately burst into flas of rage. In Wohua Imperial City, apart from the official families, no one dared to create trouble under his watch.
"Has everyone been brought back?"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, several feeble Dark Practitioners walked in.
"An Qi, why is it you guys? Weren’t you said to have been crippled by soone?" the middle-aged man eyed skeptically. He looked at several of his subordinates’ arms and legs, which seed only to be weary, but intact, contradicting what his informant had reported.
An Qi stuttered at the lead, yet dared not to hide anything, "Boss Lun, I was careless earlier and got my hand crippled by that Little Evil Star from the Duke Mansion, but then, he healed my hand again."
No secret goes undiscovered; the matter of the Duke Mansion cheating the Yanyue Chamber of Comrce out of a large sum in bets quietly spread throughout the Wohua Imperial City.
Considering Yue Jinghua’s young age combined with a sly nature, he thus earned the notorious nickna "Little Evil Star" in Wohua Imperial City, while Little Shanshan earned the title "Black Yama".
The ordeal of An Qi today further confird that Yue Jinghua truly was a calamitous figure.
An Qi recounted his terrifying encounter from this morning, confused and unsure of what techniques Yue Jinghua used to overpower him, leaving him unable to use his Dark Energy.
Reminiscing how Yue Jinghua had broken his arm, and cruelly crushed his bones inch by inch, even a tough guy like An Qi couldn’t help breaking into a cold sweat.
"After that Little Evil Star crushed my bones, he did the sa to a few brothers, and while we were screaming in agony, he took out a bottle of Elixir Pills and fed each of us one, and then our injuries healed," An Qi still looked terrified, uncharacteristic of soone who lives by the knife, never thinking he’d fear death. However, after enduring the torturous thods of Yue Jinghua, An Qi realized that death wasn’t the scariest thing; living in agony was far worse.
Killing soone had only one outco: death either way, but torturing people could leave one with thousands of thods to inflict pain that made death seem unreachable.
"Boss, it’s strange to say, but after being injured, we were in agonizing pain. Yet, after consuming his Elixir Pills, our injuries healed within a quarter of an hour. He also allowed us to bring this bottle of Elixir Pills back and asked to tell you, he’d supply us with the necessary Elixir Pills to ensure our shop on Linlan Street is secure," An Qi said nervously, sneaking glances at Lun Feng’s reaction.
Lun Feng signaled his subordinates to continue training, taking the bottle of Elixir Pills with an exceptionally solemn expression on his face, sniffed it, and then fell into deep silence.
He looked at the Elixir Pills in his hand and then at several of his subordinates who had returned to their vibrant and energetic states, feeling imnsely emotional inside.
Lun Feng appeared calm, but in reality, his emotions were stormy, "What a move by the young lord of the Duke Mansion, showing courtesy before taking action. rely with so Elixir Pills, he had nurtured a group of fighters, and yet the terms he offered were ones I couldn’t refuse."
As a local rascal on Linlan Street, Lun Feng’s gang encountered injuries every few days.
Such injured individuals were not welcod at the Imperial Hospital, and the Elixir Pills from regular pharmacies were overly expensive, far beyond what Lun Feng’s brothers could afford.
Yet now, here was soone willing to provide Elixir Pills for free and in unlimited quantities, undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.
Lun Feng pondered the situation throughout an entire day and night. By noon the next day, all the local rascals hanging around the grocery store had vanished.
Seeing this, Hong Yao exclaid excitedly, "Master, those rascals have really disappeared."
Yue Jinghua showed a knowing expression, not surprised at all.
There’s only one trick to dealing with the dark forces of the underworld: be ruthless, even more ruthless than they are, making even the rascals detour around you.
The effect of offering a slap followed by candy, indeed proved effective.
Yue Jinghua stroked his chin, "Hong Yao, you did well. This is just the start, we still have to handle the remaining three major forces one by one."
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